Ex Rank Supporting Role’s Replay in a Prestigious School

Ma Jinseung came running and screaming from afar.

The wall of grass was from his light skill, Roar Summoning Meadow.

Most students from Eungwang High knew that Ma Jinseung’s light skill was related to his voice.

Compared to his loud voice, the overly competitive Ma Jinseung was unable to fight and activate his light skill properly.

He would shout hard to use his light skill when he attacks otherworlds, but only a few handfuls of weeds appear.

‘There’s no way he can stop a royal lineage with his power…!’

Yeom Junyeol realized that his opponent was a royal lineage.

However, the wall of grass summoned by Ma Jinseung completely stopped the Gramr.

Hongryong, who was preparing to shoot fire, looked at the tree trunk and grasses in confusion.

Between the walls of grass was the Gramr entangled in a tree trunk.

The royal lineage tried to take the Gramr out, but it didn’t budge.

‘…It’s not that he knows, right?’

Royal lineage and weapons, which appear in myths,  legends, and folk tales, are talked about for centuries.

The more they are talked about, the greater the power that they obtain, but at the same time, weaknesses are easily exposed.

Just as the Dragon Clan couldn’t use its power in front of a dragon slayer, so could the mythical weapon Gramr.

Odin didn’t choose an owner when he left the Gramr in this world.

Instead, he put the Gramr in a tree and vowed that those who could pull the sword could have it.

The best warriors of all time took the challenge of pulling it out, but only one succeeded.

Sigurd, the best hero in Nordic mythology. 

In other words, only heroes who were as good as Sigurd could pull the sword stuck in a tree.

The power of the wood used by Ma Jinseung sealed the Gramr.

“…”

The attacker let go of the Gramr and stared at Ma Jinseung from under his umbrella.

Ma Jinseung flinched and trembled at the desperate gaze.

The attacker seemed determined to kill him first.

As the attacker tried to fly toward him, dozens of energy wave explosions were thrown around the umbrella.

Bang! Bang bang!

Fluorescent explosions, shining to the point of pain in the eyes, covered their view.

Seeing the combination of colors that resemble the Christmas spirit, it was likely the firecrackers that Class 2-0 was going to use during the event today.

While the attacker was covered by the firecrackers, Geum Chansol and Wang Chansol shouted.

“Hey, what are you doing?! Run!”
“We have to attack the labyrinth and fight outside. We can’t waste our energy on this guy!”

Class 2-0 was ready to flee to the other side of the labyrinth.

It was the classic Class 2-0 tactic to launch firecrackers before running away.

However, Yeom Junyeol was still hesitating.

‘This royal lineage is after me. If I move with the Class Zero kids, they’ll be attacked too.’

Even if there was no attacker, the entire EUngwang High was in crisis.

However, Yeom Junyeol was reluctant to put the other students in something more dangerous.

Yeom Junyeol considered dealing with the attacker here.

Immediately after the Gramr was sealed, the attacker prioritized recovering it instead of attacking Yeom Junyeol with other weapons on energy waves.

Even if Yeom Junyeol fought here, he had little to no chance of winning.

As soon as Yeom Junyeol’s fighting spirit died down, Ma Jinseung shouted in a split voice.

“I’ll fight with you if you stay!”

Perhaps because of the student council event, Ma Jinseung was breathing hard in a reindeer costume.

He seemed tired, perhaps because it was the first time he activated his light skill properly.

However, Ma Jinseung looked determined.

If Yeom Junyeol stays, Ma Jinseung will stay with him.

Ma Jinseung was a rude and annoying fellow, but he couldn’t watch him get hurt.

In the end, Yeom Junyeol decided to run away together.

“Let’s go.”

“Yo– Yeah…!”

Ma Jinseung tried to answer loudly, but it seems that his voice wasn’t working properly.

He used up his strength to the point where his voice was hoarse and it was difficult for him to make a sound.

Though it doesn’t seem to be difficult to escape because Class 2-0 generously threw consumable items.

They happen to be in a maze otherworld, so if they make the distance, they might be able to escape.

“We can’t let the dragon descendant escape.”

As soon as the attacker spoke for the first time, the walls of the labyrinth began to distort and enemies began to flock.

They were floor-master-level enemies with rods.

Whenever the floor master swung its rod, a buff effect was given to their subordinate enemies, strengthening their attack and durability.

Students in Class 2-0 were in shock.

“What the hell! They’re all floor masters! Are they called by that royal lineage? Don’t tell me the maze is that guy’s?”

“Was the simulator set to a royal lineage’s garden?”

“What a coward!”

The otherworld seemed to be a garden of a royal lineage.

The attacker didn’t have the Gramr anymore, but he held a different sword presumed to be quite rare as well.

“I’ll kill the bastard who used his skill first.”

Hwik!

The tip of the attacker’s sword pointed at Ma Jinseung.

The power and energy waves of the sword made Ma Jinseung overwhelmed as he flinched and trembled.

It was obvious that Ma Jinseung couldn’t deal with the attacker’s sword.

‘He’s holding an umbrella with his other hand, but I can’t find a gap!’

The attacker wearing a robe distorted his mouth and laughed at Ma Jinseung. Read the most updated version of this novel and other amazing translated novels from the original source at Novel Multiverse – “NovelMultiverse dot com”

The next moment, the sword tore through the wind and aimed straight for Ma Jinseung’s heart.

Shwwwik!

Yeom Junyeol hurriedly moved Hongryong to block Ma Jinseung.

After bolstering Hongryong’s scales of flame and raising its defense…

Hongryong was prepared for an attack.

But nothing came.

Someone who appeared like the wind blocked Hongryong.

‘Umbrella…?’

Another person with an umbrella appeared.

Yeom Junyeol was confused, but he quickly recognized the person’s identity and looked bright.

“Grandma— No, Teacher!”

Under the umbrella was a woman in an old travel suit — Chokryong.

With one hand, Chokryong stopped the attacker’s sword as she held his wrist.

Fwaaat!

The attacker shook off Chokryong and took a few steps back.

Chokryong replied to Yeom Junyeol as she threw away her umbrella.

“It’s an emergency right now, so call me whatever you want, Junyeol-ah. Though I like ‘grandma’ better.”

Yeom Junyeol quickly felt relieved at Chokryong’s words.

But at the same time, he felt confused.

It was impossible to know what was going on and why Chokryong appeared with an umbrella.

Yeom Junyeol asked without realizing it.

“Why an umbrella…”

“It’s snowing today, so I came to bring my grandson an umbrella.”

“Snow?”

“Yeah, Jegun said it would snow. I had to use an umbrella until I met you, so I carried it around.”

Chokryong looked at the robed attacker.

“Those people were plotting a murder in Eungwang High. You thought about using umbrellas to identify each other since you don’t know who you’re working with, right? I walked around with an umbrella and no one attacked me.”

“…”

The attacker didn’t respond to Chokryong’s words.

Instead, he took out an item card and threw it toward the wall of grass where the Gramr was stuck.

Hwiiik!

The item card immediately ignited when the attacker shot an energy wave.

Since the Gramr can’t be removed from the trunk, he intended to burn the entire wall.

“No!” 

Yeom Junyeol tried to get the Gramr first by summoning Hongryong, but the attacker was faster.

The attacker put his hand into the fire and grabbed the Gramr.

Rip… Swish…

The attacker’s hand that held the Gramr was burned.

He seemed to have wrapped his hands with a powerful energy wave, but it was ripped through.

He must’ve used a powerful flame item to burn the wall of grass.

Yeom Junyeol felt a chill when he saw the attacker holding the burning Gramr.

“Be careful, Grandma! It’s the Gramr!”

Chokryong didn’t shake even as she saw the mythical dragon-killing weapon.

As if he couldn’t use the sword properly until the flame was extinguished, the attacker only stood still.

“I heard of a newsletter saying that the myth of a dragon’s murder has been put up for auction. It was the Demon Race who won the Gramr.”

Chokryong spoke as if she expected to see the Gramr.

Yeom Junyeol’s questions deepened.

“So is the seal on his robe belonging to a demon god? Demons hide around like bugs so I don’t see them often. I’m confused because I haven’t seen one in a long time but… you don’t seem to be Invidius’ or Avaritia’s.”

Chokryong moved her head and tried to check the seal on the robe of the man.

Yeom Junyeol became anxious.

They’re at the same level since the sword was still burning, but as long as the Gramr is in the hands of the demon, Chokryong and Yeom Junyeol are at an infinite disadvantage.

Chokryong finally recognized the seal and shouted as if she were scolding.

“Iranus of Wrath. A symbol of insatiable stupidity. That folly has come too far as to dare to seek our descendant!”

One of the Seven Deadly Sins, the priest serving Iranus of Greed rushed toward Chokryong with a glare in his eyes.

The flame in the Gramr was yet to be extinguished, but he seemed unable to bear the remark that insulted the demon god that he served.

Caught by Chokryong’s provocation…

Fwaaaa!

The area around Chokryong shone blue.

It wasn’t the color of the red dragon Chokryong.

But every sophomore knew who the energy wave belong to.

The teacher who could only tell the truth had an energy wave that shone like jade.

“You aim for a young descendant with the power of a mythical dragon slayer. Yet you‘re afraid of human language.”

On the foot of Chokryong’s clothes was a letter engraved by Jegal, the Namok Poet.

With every step of Chokryong, the priest of Iranus faltered and retreated.

“It so happens that the weapon means ‘wrath.’ You have a weapon that means the same as the demon god that you serve. Yet you can’t use it against the Spiritual Word.”

Recognizing the energy waves around Chokryong, the morale of Class 2-0 students suddenly sparked.

While they knocked down two enemies, Geum Chansol and Wang Chansol called Jegal.

“Where were you, Jegal-ssaem?!”

“Professor! We were being bullied by enemies and that royal lineage!”

When the students called, someone appeared from the wall where the word “Hide” was engraved.

It was Jegal himself.